Fucking possessive

Ryan's POV

I let out the peal of laughter at how ignorantly she had played into my palm, I watched her, my eyes a bubbling one as she gazed at me.

“ What?” I asked. She was just staring, like something was wrong with me. “ Is something wrong?”

She didn't say a word while she stared. “You are laughing, I have never seen you laugh this way before” she noted.

I didn't know what to say, was it the truth? That I had never laughed this way before? I didn't know what to believe. I have, but maybe after she left, and my life turned meaningless, it stopped altogether.

“You shouldn't stop,” she said to me.

I nodded if it was okay with her.

“Then you shouldn't as well, you shouldn't go about dancing for everyone to see”

She winked. “ Possessive much?”

I leaned closer.

“ I am so fucking possessive, you wouldn't even know. But anyway, don't go about dancing with people. I couldn't breathe when I saw you”

Her eyes lightened. “ But you stared. You watched me”

“ That is because you looked